"A D/s romance set in Montreal"
Chapter 8Everyone was hurrying home before the storm hit. The train, always busy this time of day, was bursting at the seams now with people all bundled up in wool or vinyl, either swiping along the screens of their phones,...
"A D/s romance set in Montreal"
Chapter 6I couldn’t believe it. I didn’t believe it.“Tabarnak,” Marie read my mind, “You don’t think he followed you, Penny?”I shook my head, though admittedly it was one of the first dreadful thoughts to flash through my mind. Once reason...
"A D/s romance set in Montreal"
Chapter 4Once when I first got there. Three times when I pricked my finger. Another two at Marie. Silently, I summed my curses from the previous evening. Is that all? It was hard to remember. It was such a strange...
"A D/s romance set in Montreal"
Chapter 3 “Huh,” Peter turned back to me, his eyebrows arched.I remained frozen in place, unable to tear my eyes from the wall.“Huh,” he repeated, “Why uh, why didn’t you tell me you had some stuff in the show, Pens?”His tone...
"A D/s romance set in Montreal"
Part 1 - Roses Are RedYes. A sunny balcony would be nice, I thought, circling another listing in crimson ink. Or maybe a roof garden. I could plant rosemary, and violets. I could paint. I bit the top of my...
"My Doctor and her wife approach me about helping them get pregnant"
Would you help my wife and I have a child?This question came from a customer of mine that also happens to be my Doctor. Sharon and I have been friends for many years but travel in different circles, so we...
"When an western boy met an eastern girl - a romance."
By the cold blue light of the Winter moon, two small figures ran hand in hand into the undergrowth as the snow continued to fall all around them.The girl turned to her best friend and pressed a finger to her...
"Holidays always call for family and the usual"
Tony banged on the bathroom door as I emptied my stomach for the third time. "Are you okay?" he asked."Go away!" I yelled as I kneeled over the toilet. "I don't want to talk to you!""We can talk about this,"...
"Husband is given live updates about his wife's behaviour. But surely she won't go too far...?"
I don't know what started me having the absurd fantasies about Gina--certainly nothing comes to mind when I think back to it now. We were just a normal couple: we were dating for a year before we moved in together;...
"He's sixteen. His parents go on summer vacation. Two weeks with a babysitter? Blegh! ...or is it?"
“But, Mooommm,” the way I stressed the last 'm', the tone came out a lot whinier than I had intended. “I don't need a babysitter. I'm sixteen!”We were standing in the doorway, my parents ready to leave.“Our point exactly,” she...